When Euele had first heard that her and two others were going to be hired to go into the dungeon with one who bore the family crest of the Azimuth House, she almost fell over. She had worked with Hawkes several times before, and in turn they had worked with Solace whom she had met once before, so they all somewhat knew what they were getting into with each other, but none of them were feeling confident about Leiken Azimuth. When they had first met up in the overground, the three of them had all bunched up and talked quietly together while Leiken had sat by the fire and prepped some kibble for their hound.

They were... odd. They didn't quite seem to want to fit in with all the others. He talked mostly to Que, the golden beast happy to be the center of attention for him. They seemed pleasant, but withdrawn. But with a name like Azimuth attached to them? It made Euele and the others nervous.

Solace didn't usually like to work with others, so specifically being asked for had been like something out of a nightmare for xem. Xey were finally fully recovered from being crushed with Hawkes, Terrence and Fetch and being able to go back down had sounded nice. But the idea of leading some prissy rich kid into the dungeon had to sound like some cruel punishment from the depths. Xey had had a bad enough time working with Terrence, let alone some huge family's precious child.

Hawkes was the only one out of the three of them that didn't feel odd about it. They were instead feeling very proud of theirself and had been strutting all about the Earthen Furnace and Overgrown Caverns like a peafowl. Finally their deeds had been getting the recognition they deserved! Euele had wondered if the youth had simply picked the first three names they saw on the board at the local adventuring guild. She hadn't said it allowed, but Solace had, popping their bubble and causing them to mope around camp for the next two nights at least. 

Regardless of their opinions of the strange youth, nothing had happened during the whole of the trip so far.

They had found a strange structure in the Moor of Sleep and had wandered through a few levels of it but beyond that everything had gone on normally. They had seen skeletons and eluded a hellhound, but that was normal and quiet in a dungeon such as this.

The real trouble started when Solace and Hawkes saw the doorways. They had frozen simultaneously, stopping the second the group had rounded the bend and saw the stone faces. Hawkes' ears had gone back with a flick and tension had immediately sprung into Solace's features. Neither Leiken or Euele had noticed at first, they'd only really looked back when Hawkes had let out a strangled sounding 'wait!' before stumbling forwards.

Euele turned, her face scrunching into a look of concern as Solace stared upwards. "Are you two alright? You look awful." She glanced between them, then up at the faces that had captivated her companion's fear filled stares. "They're just-" She didn't have the time to finish what she had intended on saying, the stone faces leaping to life.

"Come! Come through my door! You will find exactly what it is you seek! Riches? Glory? Fame? A loving family? A name?" The smiling face spoke with eerie grandeur, the voice almost like pumice pushing through rough cotton. 

The second started before the other face could stop. "Beyond my door lays your wildest hopes and dreams! You will find more than you could ever think of just beyond my door! Go through! Go Through!"

Leiken's ears twitched. "How strange. They can speak." 

Hawkes nodded, suddenly stepping forwards. "Yes, they can. And it's really best to just ignore them, really. You can't trust that they'll be leading you to the truth." Their eyes narrowed, the fear getting pushed aside by determination. "I've seen this before, gone through a door exactly like this. Back then it hadn't mattered which door we had chosen." They shook their head. "We went through one door and it turns out they'd both lead to the same hall. The very same hall that had nearly crushed us to death." They shuddered and stepped back.

Euele stared, torn between comforting the two of them and trying to figure out what way was best to go. "It sounds like we shouldn't pass through either door then." 

Solace gasped, sucking in a breath as though xey hadn't been breathing at all just a moment ago. "No. No. We'll go through a door. It will be fine this time. I'm sure they wouldn't place the same trap behind the same set of faces." Xey leaned a bit on Hawkes, who merely nodded solemnly in reply. "We can deal with this. It was just a bit startling to see this again so soon." Xey admitted quietly, a moth fluttering out of xir bags and round xir face trying to comfort xem. "I think we should simply pick a door and move on. Whatever happens, we'll get through it. I know it." 

"If I may..." Leiken stepped forwards, his long tail flicking side to side as he thought. "I think we should go through the door on the right." 

Solace and Hawkes locked eyes before staring at Euele. She couldn't tell what the duo were up to but she wondered if they were simply trying to get her to not ask why he thought it. She still wanted to ask. She wouldn't, it seemed they didn't want her to for reasons beyond her own. She hadn't wanted to ask just to garuntee they all got paid. But the others? There seemed to be some silent communication that she was not privy to. She did not mind being unaware of silent communications, but she did wish they would share their reasoning for some of the things the duo had managed to convey.

Leiken, who was not nearly half as clueless as he had played, was already stepping forwards. No one was going to stop him and the others were all staring at him anyways. They might as well lead the way through the door. He was glad no one had asked him why, he figured his reasoning was not quite suitable for most, especially in a life or death type of situation. But it was a simple answer anyways. Que had not shied away from the door on the right. She didn't go anywhere near the door on the left. He just hoped she was right, and that he was not wrong for following his intuition and her good senses.

With a deep breath, he passed through the door on the right.